Waking up early at four am
To hear you complain again
Oh, a ballerina is a better option
Then, puling my muscles out of control
Make me your soulless bed
To sleep on and wreck
Converting your rage to quite
Like a mirror shattered for a new image
Do you really care about my opinion?
Or you are just looking for a city to burn
All my buildings of wood had flamed
Keeping the castle still for the emperor
Like going up the steepest hills
You traded actions for words
Now I drown in the peeps
Of your mouth moving till dawn
